Chapter 8This young woman looked to be even younger than the one before. Stab wounds, made with precision, bruising, strangulation. This victim bore all the same markers as the young woman who’d been on her table just a week before. The killer was escalating, the times between murders getting shorter and shorter.
Melissa stopped by the lab shortly afterwards. They’d identified the other young woman, Alexis Carrier. Mel had just come from informing the parents of the victim. She’d been an art student majoring in sculpting at one of the local universities, and had even had a piece recently featured in a local publication, something called Art For You. The publication joggled something in Maura’s memory, but she couldn’t quite put her finger on it.
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